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A clotheshorse I am not

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This week I face the daunting task of sorting through every article of clothing I own and deciding its fate.  Granted, this will not be as painful as it would have been six months ago since I have purged quite a bit, but it’s still not that much fun. Actually, it is and it isn’t.  It’s nice to throw out… Read more »

Mixing it up with some Sacramento Bloggers

You would think that a beer crazy town like Sacramento would have a plethora of German themed bars or beirhalls if you will. As far as I know, LowBrau is the only one. And while I was disappointed that there was no oompa-like polka music to be heard, it paled in comparison to the pleasure I got from the delicious… Read more »

Total Bunk: An Open Letter to Susan A. Patton

Flabbergasted. At first, when I heard about what you wrote in the Princetonean, I thought, “That has to be a joke. No woman with half of a brain and any sense of self-esteem would say those stupid things.” Seeing no reference to The Onion, I grew angry. There are so many things wrong with what you wrote. I’m not even… Read more »

Nail polish: We have a problem.

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Twenty-seven…that’s how many different colors of nail polish I have.  That doesn’t include the base and top coats… The dumb thing is that I don’t wear nail polish all the time.  I will go weeks or months with bare nails.  The pretty colors draw me in and the funny names that OPI creates are a definite selling point:  Kiss Me… Read more »

Marriage Equality: Grow up, people.

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It baffles me that people are so weirded out about letting gays and lesbians get married. Their arguments are ridiculous and illogical. Today I saw a new one. If you want to let everyone get married, then brothers and sisters could marry each other. First of all, gross. Second of all, that’s a genetic time bomb waiting to go off…. Read more »

Life: Risks and Rewards

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I don’t think of myself as foolish. Foolish people don’t have a plan. I have a plan. It may not be the best one, but at least I’ve got one. Moving to Minnesota to be with Paul feels like the right thing to do. Every time I think about being with him, I smile. It never occurred to me that… Read more »